Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1887-01-09

piucky policeman himself started back,
leaving Tom In possession OF the field, with
the manuscript OF Mrs. Lincoln's love story
lying at his feet.
"Tbere's your dynamite, you towards ~
she heard bin say, and she saw the crowd
surge back. aud the leaves as they 1uttered
hither and thither In the wintry wind were
picked up by one hand and another; and
then Ton was at her side and In angry col
loquy with the policemen who still de-
tanned her, aud then all four were In a cab
on their way to the nearest police station.
II was late in the afternoon when Tom
and Mrs. Lincoln started together for High
gate, OF course the police were greatly an-
moved with them both, but there was no
thought OF an arrest, and the expedition 70
the police station bad merely been made on
Toms own suggestion, 80 a. 10 get his com.
panion quietly out Of the way. As for the
police, they were angry because they bad
made fools OF themselve, and their folly h I'd
been shown up before all men; they knew
perfectly well who and what Warburton
was, and since the opening OF the bag there
could be no pretence OF suspicion against
the widow. So after good deal OF talk tue
incident was closed. and the pair found
themselves IN hanson en- route for home,
with much TO tell each other that both
found far more interesting than the news
that thrilled London that afternoon and
was being flashed all over the country.
And Mrs. Lincoln, though she had had no
hand in the explosion in the House OF
Commons, had in her own way n far greater
success than the real dynamIters, for Miss
Warburton's little scheme was clean blown
10 pleces before the bottom OF Highgate
Uili was reached, and another partnership
projected between the conspirators which
would not be easy to dissolve. -.
But Miss Warburton was brave woman,
and one more effort must, she thought, be
made TO save her brother. Tom In the full.
ness OF his heart had told his sister every
thing, and the good lady's opinion OF Mrs.
Lincoln was in consequence lower than
ever. In the morning, therefore, she went
forth lust as the Sunday papers were being
creditor Sunday papers find their way
even 10 highly -respeciable Hlghgate-and
when she was ushered into the presence OF
her enemy the widow was deep in the
perusal OF one Of these highly Objectionable
prints.
"Mrs. Lincoln" began Miss Warburtou.
plugging IN mediGs res, "this affair VIII
ruin my brother. He had told me all about
il, and am sure that after all that has oc.
Cured marriage with you would be tatll
TO his prospects. | don't mean to say that
YOU had any hand in the dastlrdly attempts
which your countrymen are makingto blow
us all up, but YOU have been IN the hands
of the police on suspicion OF 1t, and-and-
we don't know who you are; and alto
eether "-here the good lady's breath failed
her little, and her courage too, Tor the
gentle widow was cycling her coolly, with
an amused expression OF countenance that
was rather disconcerting.
"Have you seen this!" she asked
quietly, handing the Sunday paper 10 her
visitor.
Miss Warburton took 1t mechanically,
and as she read her wrath changed to hor-
ror. There was Il graphic account OF the
whole affair, under sensational headings.
OF which the first that caught her eye were
e" Clerk Of the House OF Commons Imph-
Gated" Mr.. Thomas Warb1rton's Love
Letter." and "a Fair Dynamiter." There.
too, was Uerbdtim reproduction OF that I'M
fortunate billet douJ which some enter
prisiug pressman bad picked up.
"He - ruined" screamed the poor
lady. "He can never show his face at the
House again. know him. He will never
stand the ridicule Of his friends after this.
He will have to resign his clerkship."
al hope he will" said Mrs. LincOln.
al want him to come over TO America with
me-"
"You are a bold. bad woman," screamed
Miss Warburton, furiOu'iy. You nave
brought my brother to besgary, aud you
exult over i'll"
Mrs. Lincon's eyes flashed little
dangerously, bul she still spoke q1ietly:
II do not think have ruined your BRO
Their" she said, Z" and il you will have tn
patience to read a little moro you will see
who armand whether | should be a dis
grace to your family"
She put into the hands OF the spinster
that lawyers letter over which she had her.
self wept the morning before, and daily
paper OF a not very recent date continuing
a long law report. "By the way" she
said. ''mv name Is not really Lincoln. |
am the Ada Latimer mentioned there
And then she left the room, and, few MI
nutes later, the house.
"Sbe is going to Tom !" cried Miss War
burton, starting up; and in truth she was,
for the thought had suddenly struck her
that he, too might buy Sunday paper, and
she had not told him all. Miss Warburton,
however, did not 90 in pursuit, for her eye
had caught q sentence In the lawyers letter
which made her forget Tom andeyerything
else. The newspaper story was exciting
enough. 1t was the story OF successful
claimant to large estate--a young widow
whose father had gone in quest offortune to
the United states years before and been lost
sight OF, and who by a series OF deaths IN
the old English family from which she was
descended had become very great helress
indeed. The claim had been fully estaD.
lished before the courts, and the lawyer
letter addressed to Mrs. Ezra ID. Lincoln
made il clear TO the bewildered Miss War.
burton that the designing widow with
whom she had been waglng war was no
other than the wealthy Ada Latimer, whose
cause c6itbre had been the talk Of the town
for months.
"How shall ever face her again.?
cried the poor lady, wringIng her hands.
But that difficulty was soon solved, for
Tom and the widow were in the room be-
fore she had fully realized the seriousness
OF tie situation: and in less time than 1t
takes TO tell it the two women were in elc1
others arms.
"But why did you keep it all secret z"
Miss WaIbuIton asked bali an hour later,
as If with a last effort at seli-defence.
"Only because j did not want to be
christened 'the Cl8imantess,' and because |
was afraid somebody might want to marry
me for my money" Mrs. Latimeranswered,
laughing. "Tom Doesn't" she added.
"IIe was kinder 10 ME when | was taken
for dynamiter than he ever was before
=
What sensation pretty Mrs. Latlmer's
quiet wedding made In London some
months aIterward is known 10 all the
world. and people have not even now
quite forgotten Their disappointment at the
immediate departure OF the happy couple
for the United States. All sorts OF things
have happened since then, though the
time is short, and the dynamite scare has
now become hackneyed; but il Tom. War
burton should take it into his head to come
beck to England with bis "fair dynlmiter
next season, or, sooner still, in that OpDOr-
tunity Of "lions," the "silly season." he
will no doubt be horrifed at finding him
self the rage.
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